Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 685: Turn on Tear-Eye Mode

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Ye Qingyi's eyes fell on the Emperor Zong greedily again, and he wished to devour every inch of him. Acacia was carved into the bone marrow, and when he saw him again, she could not wait to engrave his figure on the heart ...

She was furious when she saw Xiao Qilin desperately chopping Emperor's robe with two claws!

The Emperor cannot tolerate any beast from anyone!

This little unicorn dare not know that the heaven and earth are scratching the emperor!

"Bold Unicorn Beast!" Ye Qingyi screamed angrily, and was about to cast the little unicorn away with a cast. But when I saw Emperor Zun's next move, he was alive!

Emperor Zun's fingers were caged lightly on the cat's head, and the light white light completely covered it.

The technique that Ye Qingyu put on the white cat was easily resolved by him, and Ning Xuemo's soul was brought up by him ...

Ning Xuemo's soul has been twisted into a ball, and he is trembling in his palms. It is in a semi-coma state. He doesn't even know that he has fallen into the hands of Emperor Zun. The only thing she felt now was pain!

It hurts so much that she wants to spread out, wants to ash the smoke ...

Because she herself wanted to give up, and suffered such a great crime, her soul had been seriously injured. When she raised it, her three souls and six souls showed signs of flying away.

"Xue Mo!" Emperor Zun's voice tightened, and his fingers waved, waves of green light completely covering her soul, nourishing her with thoughts: "Xue Mo, don't give up ..."

"Master!" Xiao Qilin usually can't see Ning Xuemo in the state of soul. He can only see it when the tear-eye mode is turned on.

Little Kirin doesn't cry easily, but it just experienced the same pain as Ning Xuemo just now, and it was tearful early.

So it is very clear to see Ning Xuemo's soul now, seeing her almost immature at the moment, she cried out with a wow: "Master! Master!"

Ye Qingyi looked at the scene dumbly, a heart sinking and sinking.

She has never seen Emperor Zun treat such a gentle person!

Her body is cold, and there is resentment in the eyes of Ning Xuemo's soul!

The jealousy was burning in her chest.

I knew this, she should catch this soul, and then she would blow away her soul!

Master is hers! Master should only have a woman by her side ...

The Emperor stood there, obviously so close, but she didn't dare to take a step forward. Dare not to touch a piece of clothing on his body.

She can't really approach the Emperor's side by doing her best, but Ning Xuemo, an ordinary person's soul, is taken care of by her hand ...

In her heart, Ning Xuemo hated her teeth, but she didn't dare to show it again, and said lowly beside her, "Practitioner ... Disciple doesn't know that she cares about Master ..."

She hasn't finished a word of explanation yet, a long black and red shadow flashed in front of her, slamming across her mouth.

"Ah!" Ye Qingmao caught off guard and screamed, and fell straight to the ground.

"This seat repeats, this seat is not your master! Ye Qingchen, how many whip did you hit her?" Emperor Zun's voice was like wind and rain. The palm of his palm was holding the whip dedicated to soul.

Ye Qingying used this whip to not know how many people hit him, but never expected that one day the whip would fall on himself.

The thunder of Emperor Zun almost drew her soul in half, so painful that she rolled on the ground and couldn't say a word.

The Emperor's eyes fell on Ning Xuemo's soul, and there were several whip marks on it, each of which hurt her soul ...